I stood there in total shock, confused, finally going back to my place in a hazy state. What she said made no sense, finally I forgot it and life came...back to normal. The thing that kept haunting me, was her marking me as hers. I had no idea what it meant, but for some reason I couldn’t get it out of my mind. About two weeks later, I arrived home, a large package was on my door. Picking up the package, it was addressed to me from the Venus, dark magic lingerie company. I had never heard of. Ever since my marriage last year, my sex life has been difficult. My husband is serving in the military and since our honeymoon he has only been back home one time to fuck me. I am faithful to him. But I can't live like a nun. I need my kicks.So far I've been getting my kicks by masturbating while I think about other men fucking me. Or by getting on xHamster and looking at cocks and guys jacking off. Or by playing sex games with Holly – my girlfriend in town.I've decided that all of this stuff. Irea salivated at the sight, her head tilting back as she looked up at the woman standing over her with a cocky smirk. "Get in the corner, you purple fucktrash." The woman spat out at her, and with a heart beating itself out of her chest Irea obeyed. She left her drink behind and scooted into the shadowy corner of the inn, where the wood was stained with the remains of countless brutal conquests.That thick black shaft slapped Irea in the face, eliciting a yelp of surprise and putting her. If you have forgotten my advice, then the Felthings will remind you. They are not as amiable as am I, and can sometimes get a little rough."You may now clear up the dinner things. Then, I think we can help you with your little problem."Naked fear now showed on Tsanja's face as she brought the plates and glasses into the kitchen. She broke a plate on the kitchen floor, and nobody offered to help. Tears began to drip from her nose into the washing up water.Tsanja continued to tidy, attempting to.